Month: December 2012

Earlier today I completed my last long run of the year – a 13.25 mile (~21.32 km) jaunt on the treadmill. I had hoped to see my treadmill cross over the 1000 mile marker today, but after my run and cool down walk I had only managed to reach 996 miles. I thought about running…

Around this time last year the good folks at WordPress sent me an email to inform me that they had done some crunching of my blog numbers. While these might be boring for some, I find them fascinating. Part of this fascination is my inherent love of all things number-y. But there’s also a large…

Tonight’s post will be quick because I just finished a half marathon as part of Goofy training. To say that my body is a wee bit tired is an understatement. I probably should have eaten more prior to running. Live and learn. I’m just hoping that the Running Elves repair my body overnight so that…

In honour of my friend Mark’s 37th birthday, we1 drove into Toronto today to wander the city. And by wander, I mean we sauntered about stopping often to sample various foodstuffs along the way. And while we walked a lot, I don’t feel that it was enough to work off the food I ate. Instead,…

Being the a place for everything and everything in its place kind of man who I am, I have taken on the task of revamping my Not-So-Bucket-List list. I did this mainly because I was getting tired of searching for things in the ever-growing list. I also didn’t like the aesthetics of such a massive list where some…

As a professor I tend to fill my day researching, teaching, and providing administrative type services (such as leading committees, drafting reference letters, cleaning my office, and eating chocolate). While I try to keep the nerdery to a bit of a minimum here at Consumed By Wanderlust, I can’t help myself – lessons, rules, words…

After all of the running around, preparing, and planning, Christmas has finally arrived. For many, that likely means presents, food, drinks, more food, even more food, and dessert. And if you’re me, it might also mean some scotch, because Christmas really isn’t Christmas without a wee dram or two. Anyway, having stuffed myself silly, I…

After a busy week of seeing friends, Christmas shopping, and the like, tonight my home is surprisingly and most enjoyably silent. Well, silent-ish. To my right is the wee fuzzball, purring, snoozing, and probably dreaming about whatever it is that cats dream about. To my left is a dram of scotch1. The Christmas tunes are…

Holy hell. How is it Christmas already? With all the running around and shopping and cooking1 and visiting with friends2 and parties and lunches and gift exchanges and pub crawls3 and beers and cookies, time has flown by. When I was young, it felt like every second until Christmas morning was longer than the last….

A few days ago, my friend Dr. Julie (via Dr. Vicky) passed along a recipe she had received from someone she knows on the Twitter1. The recipe in question was for a Bailey’s type Irish cream. However, there was a twist. This was a recipe for Irish cream that I could drink. Why’s that? you…

So apparently the world is supposed to end today. In honour of that, I figured I should spend my remaining hours enjoying a pint or two. I won’t lie – it was the best decision I made today. Anyway, I hope you’re doing whatever it is that you love to do on this, the last…

For those of you who know me, you’ll know that I like to make lists and that I also like to challenge myself. Those challenges often vary in their level of insanity; from hiking mountains to running two marathons in 3 weeks. There are those challenges that are meant to push me beyond my comfort…

Goofy training is clearly beginning to take a toll on my body. How do I know this? My body is speaking to me, and rather loudly at that. Don’t worry though, it’s not saying anything like holy hell you should stop running lest I shatter into a million little pieces. Instead it seems to be saying…

Since I’m going to be back on the treadmill tomorrow chasing down my dream of crushing Goofy, I figured I’d spend as much time as I could over the past few days stretching. In my world, stretching is as important as every minute I spend running. Honestly, if I didn’t take the time to stretch…

I have a wee confession to make; despite my attempt to travel as often as I can – what with my insatiable wanderlust – I have realized that there is no way that I’m going to be able to use up all of my vacation days this year. Not even close. Despite my failure to…